karpar

Mr. Taylor and I spent many a late night sitting in a parking lot creating the greatest (non-high) humor the world would never hear about, like the feuding Groi and Brai families and their Ninja Factories (known as Ninjaries, for those who don’t know) and the art of wooing people by leaving two mismatched items on their desk at work (e.g. a box of pinecones and a Michigan Driver’s Ed manual, or a Backstreet Boys action figure and a window-mounted air conditioner). He is good people, and everyone would be better off for knowing him. Except maybe the Pope, but not in any religious way. Their headgear would clash is all.